“Well…I did play Xbox at friend’s houses. Other than that I mostly grew up with Nintendo, Sonic, and Capcom stuff for the most part.”
He blushed a little bit from the teasing.
“It took me a lot later to actually start getting into PlayStation and somewhat Xbox.”
“Guess I can chalk it up to a coincidence, seems to happen a lot.”
He crossed his arms.
“Oh yeah I’ve heard of Burnout, never played any of the games. Never really grew up with PlayStation as far as I remember.”
“Oh no, I don’t think I’ve ever had a class with you. Not to my memory at least. Maybe I saw someone that looked like you in a game or something…but what game were you emulating?”
He still tried to think about where this sense of familiarity came from.
Sitting at a coffee shop window, he would normally take a quick glance at everyone in. Someone stood out though, like he recognized @theamazingstacy.bsky.social. Having memories that…that weren’t his.
He approached her, forgetting how much he looked like Peter.
“Are you Gwen?..”
On a nice morning as Ben is seemingly trying to take the day off, he bumps into @vermillionascent.bsky.social. He turned around to apologize.
“Oh I’m very sorry for bumping into you! Have I…seen you before?”
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“That’s true, last thing I need is a blackmailer who had access to everything…don’t wanna know who it would be.”
He watches as she smashes the old drive, he wouldn’t be surprised if she pulled out a giant mallet.
“Wow…you take this really seriously.”
Ben sighed a bit from relief as he held the drive, giving it back to her.
“Yeah I would really appreciate that. There are some things on there that I would like to stay between me…”
“I’m ok with it if it’s necessary, I mean…it still looks good right?”
He began looking for his wallet, checking his pockets until he pulled it out.
Ben handed the laptop towards her, still confused about what happened.
“Yeah…it kinda exploded when I opened it.”
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Ben walked into what happened to be @leannakowalski.bsky.social’s company building. His laptop got destroyed by something he didn’t know, just great.
“Hi! I uhm…I wanted to know if you can do repairs here, as you can see this guy didn’t go out peacefully.”
"Technology. It has the power to shape things. We should use it for good, to make things better for all. We shouldn't let those companies decide for us."
-A programmer with an independent mind
-Philosophical and rebellious
-Bookworm
“Nobody…”
He groaned and moaned a bit, trying not to toss and turn as she treated him.
“How…arm?”
Ben was taking a trip to visit the X-Mansion, something he wanted to do. He wasn’t doing well mentally, it was obvious in the way he was put together.
He had a beard, his hair was messy clean, and wearing clothes easy to throw on. It caught the attention of many, including @aka-cadence.bsky.social
It was a sunny afternoon, it was a time to stroll throughout the park. Though lack of self awareness had him bump into @tandyybowen.bsky.social.
She looked a little familiar, but maybe that was something else.
“Oh ma’am I’m really sorry, I wasn’t looking and I-…do I know you?”
Ben stopped paying attention, already perching on the lamppost above the deal.
He slowly pulled himself down with a web, wanting to see how far he can get without being seen. As he did so he got a web bomb ready.
Something about this…it was surprisingly easy.
He didn’t care about identity, she already saw his face as he tried to speak.
“Ben…Ben Reilly.”
“Mhm…”
He responded, his voice sounding defeated and sick. He tried to take off his mask with his only good arm, as he felt something was wrong with his head.
An unusual call was made for Ben to head to the X-Mansion at such a late hour, but nothing new to him.
At the entrance he met @oneeyedwonder.bsky.social, though from afar he couldn’t tell if he was as confused seeing him out.
He made it to the entrance, meeting Scott there.
“Did you call me?”
What a bad night it was…Ben rushed himself into Metro General, running out of medical supplies at home.
It didn’t matter, the torn mask made one eye visible. That eye locked eyes with @anastasiamitchell.bsky.social as he collapsed, he was desperate for medical attention.
A cold, rainy night. Ben had been following a lead about a gang-nothing known about them besides operations near the docks.
It was only a glimpse out of the corner of his eye he noticed @madisonstark.bsky.social eyeing the same building, but this mysterious person was unknown to him.
Ben was enjoying a day off from being a hero, that was until he felt an intense heat surround him. Was it @kissedbyfate.bsky.social?
“Jean?…”